Story - One Sentence at a Time 📚

It hid beneath the undergrowth, it’s job done.

It skulked away but not before a backward glance which if they'd seen it, would have made them both think that they may well be seeing the cat again.

‘Nasty moggy, ‘ Enid said as she felt Mason’s arm encircle her waist.

But she was secretly pleased to see that blood from the scratches on his arm had dropped onto his posh frock, making it look a right mess.

That would teach him, she thought

Enid began to think, she still needed to get home. Did Mason live nearby, if he was carrying a cat was it his?
Enid started to squirm as the arm around her propelled her towards the bushes.

"Im not leaving my cat behind" he moaned. "Hes a pedigree and I paid £300 for him. Help me get him out of this bush will you?" And he gave her an expectant look.

“Better look for that dratted cat” said Mason.

Could she have been caught in the rat trap?

But who would put a rat trap in the hedgerow?

‘My neighbour has put rat traps in every hedge, throughout the whole area’, said Mason, as he adjusted his long blonde wig.

I think he’s trying to trap me, said Mason, he’s hoping my hair will get caught in the trap!

Mason removed his blonde wig revealing a shiny bald head.

Which was bad enough but the came off the false eye lashes, nail extensions and the fake boobs.

The taxi driver slowed to pick them up and then , his face
froze in horror and he drove off very quickly leaving them ...

Feeling the chill, not just in the air but in the atmosphere. Being rejected, even by a taxi driver was more than they could take . . .

They decided to hitch hike.

Part, parp went the little red and yellow car as Mason and Enid squashed next to Noddy and Big Ears .

Mason was feeling very queasy!!!🤮

And those big ears looked like a potential receptacle.
No! Mason told himself! That’s gross!
“Please could you stop the car”, he shouted

"No, the brakes dont work"

“You’ve got to be kidding”,said Mason reaching over and tugging at the handbrake - a big mistake because

…it’s not clear how to finish the sentence.
Thank heavens, though, the brakes did actually work; and Enid and Mason decided to get out of Noddy’s car (they both felt that it was going nowhere, in more ways than one); and instead to set off, on foot, towards the distant glowing lights.

The sign on the gate said ‘Bates Motel’, so they hammered on the door knocker.

The door creaked open slowly...no sign of life...